James Black's first reaction was, "Are we going to have to work overtime tonight?"
"No need, Auntie Rice said I'm mainly going to experience it, not to actually be a lawyer." Jane Sampson patted her little chest in assurance, "I won't work overtime, I'll come back to the guard team after work in the afternoon, no need to stay in the house, still here keeping you company for one week."
James Black's expression clearly carried a smile, but what he showed was still plain as he uttered a simple "hmm".
Jane Sampson glanced at James Black, picked a large crab for him, and the next second, Peter Gingery's bowl stretched over, "Little Jane, I want some too!"
"Hearing that you're not working overtime, my brother is surely secretly happy like a little fool inside." Peter Gingery reached out and poked Jane Sampson's arm, "Hurry up, can't play favorites, am I still your little angel?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Jane Sampson moved her chopsticks, "Eating can't even block your mouth, can it?"
